Judging nothing, finding beauty surrounding me through rhythms and notes, giving upbeat ideas in juxtapositional verses of musical notations in many compositions.
Once lying latent, now filling pages from a photographic memory onto sheets of music.
No one coming near enough to know who I am or touch my inner being, so I travel alone into my solo eternity.
Taking times as they come, never missing chances toremove and place all of it’s feelings andemotions into words describing how it feels to be mein every day situations.Keeping track of many moments every day, tabulatingall thoughts in every poem.
On ever increasing highways questions fly idly about havingno reasons for anticipated livelihood.Whereas, many answers fall in between single lines, lifecontinues to float toward doubt and fruitless tasks.Chances are taken hesitantly, masking fears and placingunbalanced taciturn placards of peace on banners unfurled infrigid breezes.Quietly studying innate talents, justifying pictures andimages of questionable doubts, people arrive…
Building entire communities on edges of thought,believing that one day they’ll be read also.
